Surprise, you're 16 weeks pregnant! Ummm...come again? I didn't exactly find out that I was pregnant by my doctor. Matter of fact the only reason I found out I was pregnant was because Michael and I were at Wal-Mart and on a whim I decided to buy a pregnancy test.
Some History:
I was told that it would be very difficult to get pregnant if I could at all because I was diagnosed with PCOS in 2007. I have never been a "normal" female who had the blessings of having what I needed to get pregnant and then with PCOS on top of it I knew it would be impossible to get pregnant.
Getting back on target...I bought a 3-pack pregnancy test thinking I could save the other two for another time that I just had to find out if I was pregnant. I completed the test on the afternoon of June 12th and oh crap there are 2 lines. I take a picture and send it to mom and Sarah. At this point I am shaking...thinking oh shit...Sarah calls right away excited as ever and crying because she is so excited. Mom on the other hand text messages me and says exactly what I am thinking...Oh Shit! They both tell me to wait to take another test in the morning because that is when the pregnancy hormones are the highest. Well did I listen no. I took another test that night and surprise it was still positive! Oh Shit! I finally wait and take the 3rd test on the morning of the 13th and of course it was positive. Now to tell Michael...
Michael, love him don't think I could possibly ever love another man as much as I love this man. Also don't think another man could love me the way that he loves me. Of course it hasn't always been like that and everyone that is married and/or in a committed relationship knows that it's not always roses with your mate. That being said we had already decided we did not want to have kids that our life was good the way that it was and we were going to be selfish with our lives and live the way we wanted. It also helped that Michael already had 2 kids from a previous marriage and that I was a teacher who had plenty of kids on a daily basis.
Again off on a tangent. I was scared to death to tell Michael that I was pregnant because I did not know what he would say or how he would react. Let's just say it went better than I thought it would as in he wasn't mad but he wasn't excited either. I think we were both very overwhelmed and I see now his reaction was exactly my reaction the day before. I just had a day to take it all in.
Monday morning I called my girlie doctor and scheduled an appointment after giving them all the information from the weekend. I went in Monday afternoon and they took blood and was told that they would call me with the results. Having to wait on that call was torture. Seriously, I am not a patient person and now I am waiting to find out if in fact there is something growing inside of me? The call came the next day in the middle of teaching summer school and in fact I was pregnant. Oh Shit! They scheduled an appointment for an ultrasound that afternoon to see how far along I was.
Trudging to the 6th floor of the Olympic Center to see Dr. Puttman was a very lonely and confusing walk. I walk into the office and all I see are baby bumps...really?!?!? Is that really going to be me?!?!? I am only a kid...I can't be pregnant. There are times that I still do not feel like an adult but I really didn't feel like an adult at this point and now I'm having a baby? All I could think of was I'm the kid having a kid that everyone talks about. Oh, Wait...I'm 30.
"Ms. Hiney come on back. I need you to pee in this cup so I can check your proteins". Check my what? I eat lots of protein isn't that a good thing? Talk about peeing in a cup...this is something that I believe pregnant women become professionals at by the time that the baby is born. Seriously I can pee in a cup perfectly, wash my hands and get out of the bathroom in less than a minute now. Now, I've never timed myself but it's pretty fast.
Pregnancy excitement...walking into the ultrasound room was even more uncomfortable then walking into the doctor's office at all. Please pull down your pants and this gel will be a little cold. Ummm...there's a whole baby in there. Not a bean, not a squash a whole baby.
After measuring everything she is measuring 16 weeks. 16 what?!?!? Your telling me I am 4 months pregnant without knowing I was pregnant?!?!? Oh Shit... I would be the one mother on the face of the planet that would miss the whole first trimester of her pregnancy. Ms. Hiney your due date is December 1st and you conceived on March 10th. All I could think about at this point was I ruined Thanksgiving...I can't travel to California when I am 9 months pregnant.
Cry, Call Michael, Cry, Call Mom, Cry, Call Sarah, Cry....did I mention that I cried a lot that day?
Reactions from everybody were amazing and positive and I was the only one being negative about it. My favorite reaction came from a dear friend and I think it deserves being mentioned in this memory. I walk into this friend's office knowing that I wanted her to be the next to know how far along I was and again the words oh shit came out. Besides that the next words that came out of her mouth were priceless. "Jennifer, you're gonna be on that TV show where they poop out a baby." Loved it and love her and for the first time I laughed about being pregnant.
Finding out I was pregnant and having a baby with Michael is a blessing and a miracle even though I didn't see or notice it at the beginning. I now just had/have to learn to live for me, my husband and my baby instead of living for everybody and everything else. Stay tuned for updates of our changing world!
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